I dont even know where to begin. Its been so long since ive done this! There are quite a few pics so just scroll down and keep on reading if ya want. First of all, as you can see in the picks we have a little project going on, I like to call it "project backyard". We are so glad that its getting done. Nixon and I would probably end up killing each other by the end of the summer if he didnt have somewhere else to play besides our garage and inside. Hes not an inside type specimen. He loves to be outside. He was so excited for the trucks and excavators to come to our house. As you can see below, him and Quin just watching em' work. They loved it! 
Here are just a few pics of Nixon and Quin playing yesterday. I fianlly got my camera working so I got a little carried away with the pics. Here just a preview of what I took of them.
Our big boy. I cant believe hes almost three! Hes turned into quite the little man. Lets just say Nixon has his good days and his not so good days. I just tell myself hes two almost three and they have their moments like us big people do. Hes a busy body and has to be going all the time. He definately keeps me on my toes. Hes been so fun to watch lately too. Hes just growing so fast and I love his stories he tells me and Ty. Ty is his most favorite person in the world. He just loves his dad. Him and Quin, for the most part, play good together. Its nice for me to get a break when they play together. I guess thats one advantage of having them so close! 
Playing in the Jeep. Thanks again Robinsons!
I found these pics of Quin and I forgot I had them on my camera. I think theyre so cute of her. And yes shes finally walking. Only for a couple months though. She got it down at about 17 months. I will have to say this one thing about her though, shes not the sweet, quiet baby she used to be. She has turned into quite a sassy little thing. Shes got a big time attitude and doesnt put up with alot especially when you tell her "no". She'll let you have it if you do. Shes so much fun though. I hope she stays this independent and strong willed when she gets older. She can talk pretty good too which Im super impressed with. Shes still our dolly doll and we LOVE her.
We also got Quiny out of her crib. We actually did that awhile ago though. Ty wasnt sure about the process of that. He wanted her to stay a baby for a little bit longer. By having her in a big girl bed that means shes not a baby baby anymore. Ill admit, it was kind of hard for me too but she sleeps so good in it and hasnt fallen out. We took the crib out cause we gave her Nixons full and Nixon got our queen and we got a new queen. There was just to much in her small room. I found her cute pottery barn duvet on ebay and it was such a good deal I couldnt pass it up. That pic above is a rough draft of what her room looks like and the ones below are her and Nixon in her crib and her room before the big girl bed. O. . . and she loves her little kitchen we got her. Most popular thing in her room!
Ty graduated in May with his bachelors and is still going to school to get his masters. He got a job at an accounting firm here in Cedar. We were so glad he got it, especially with the way jobs are right now. We definately lucked out. Hes enjoying it so far and is learning alot with it. He is as busy as ever with work and school but we just keep telling ourselves one more year and hopefully things will slow down a little when hes done with school. I am proud of him for keeping up with things as well as he is. He is working so hard and sacrificing alot of time away from home and from his kids, I know its going to pay off in the end. Life with me is NO different. Im just busy being a mom and finding projects at my house to do. We are looking forward to going to Cali in July and taking the kids to Disneyland and beach. It will be a much needed vacation for all of us. We havent been anywhere is so long and Nixon cant stop talking about it. Thats about it in the Pris' house hold. Im not promising another post anytime soon cause it more than likely wont happen. Until next time. . .
